Can you remember the exact moment when you started loving open water swimming? Can you remember the place? I grew up on an island. Standing up atop the hill where my parents lived, one could enjoy a lovely view. To the north: the ocean. To the south: a creek, a green mountain, and the blue …
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Obituary for a Great Season
Thirteen days before what would’ve been my first marathon, I blew out my hip dancing. Zumba is not out of the ordinary for me; I didn’t fall, I wasn’t airborne. It was a very bad ‘pop’ that rendered my right leg wobbly. I immediately realized my marathon was not to be. Four days later all …